A/N- If you haven't read Jaune's Legacy then go do that first so you know what's going on.

In memory of Monty Oum, my role model

Jaune relaxed in his bed as he contemplated the past few weeks. Being welcomed to Beacon, partnering up with renowned warrior Pyrrha Nikos, becoming leader of team JNPR, training under Jiji and unlocking his semblance. His hands wandered over his body, tracing a wound that he got while fighting Silver. A lot had happened and even more was going to happen.

A sudden sense of doom lingered over him. He brushed it off as just paranoia but fear clung to him like a creature digging its claws into his back. He sat up and gazed at the decor of his room.

It was the same as when he left it. His drawer full of clothes was covered in bad drawings of him as a hunter. His mirror was covered in dust and he could see a dusty reflection of himself. His walls were covered in posters of famous hunters and of course his favorite band, The Achieve Men. He looked over at his nightstand and couldn't help but smile at the photo of his family. His mother smiling happily and his father held a look of pride as he stared at little Jaune.

Jaune heard the faint sound of Nora's snores. He silently laughed to himself remembering his team and all their shenanigans. Team RWBY was somewhere in his house too, hopefully not causing too big of a mess.

Jaune started to wonder where the future was leading and if the sense of fear he had was a sign of the end. He glanced over at the Crocea Mors which leaned on his nightstand. He picked it up and let his aura flow into it. It changed forms into Aurea Mors; the glow from the blade brightened the room immensely. He sheathed the blade again and set it back down.

The blonde knight walked over to his only window which provided a perfect view of his backyard. He opened the window and sounds of crickets and owls flowed into his ears. His thoughts turned to Jack, his friend that he would never see again. Jaune still wondered exactly what had happened to the White Fang; Jack would never have let such evil acts take place.

From where he stood he could see numerous glowing eyes all hiding in the shadows of the forest, glaring menacingly. They knew better than to cross the threshold though. They feared Troy, the merciless man that drove the fear of the Arc name into the very Grimm's existence. Jaune knew that the forest was going to be the place where the hardest training in his life would take place. His dad loved him but when it came to teaching, he knew no such thing as kindness. Jaune stepped back from the window and walked back to his bed.

He crawled into the sheets and wrapped himself up nice and cozy.

'Tomorrow's the day, the day that I show dad just how far I've come. We've only just begun our journey' Jaune thought as he drifted off to sleep.

Just kind of a recap over what's been going on, I've been thinking about leaving little page breaks and having quick summaries over some characters and events so no one is too lost while reading but I'm not quite sure. Let me know what you think one way or another. I'm also looking for a beta reader, message me if you're interested. Catch ya later. Carnage out.